little dipper

so i am posting mainly to ask you guys for some help...i was stupid and dropped my phone in the puget sound on friday while i was fishing for squid...if anyone has an old t-mobile phone or knows someone who has one, please let me know because i can't afford to replace my old one (they are gonna charge me $100). contact me here, or email me at mayachispas@yahoo.com. thank you thank you thank you!!!!
maya

im sitting in an internet cafe/barbershop right now in the center of antigua, guatemala. the haircuts here are 3 quetzales (1Q equals about $7.50), so i think i may be hitting this place up.

we had class for the first time today in Iglesia Belem, in this tiny room that looks out on a beautiful garden and has wooden rafters. so purdy.

Hermano Pedro (Brother Peter), who the church is named after, started the first convalescent home and first public primary school in all of central america. he apparently was so penitent that he rarely slept and or ate, but when he was offered food he threw it on the ground first to show thanks. story sounds somewhat embellished, but hey, he did a lot for antigua.

so after a few problems with housing (someone dropped out of the program) i ended up in a homestay by myself and with a cell phone that doesnt work, so i have been relying on meeting people certain places and hoping they dont forget.

its kind of nice though, because it will force me to speak spanish more. my host parents are rosa and cesar who are so incredibly nice. the food is so good too. today for lunch i had chicken tamales with fresh guacamole and salsa and a vegetable soup. mmm mmm good. my room is up on a balcony which overlooks a huge volcano and lots of green trees. ahh ok more when i can.

que bonita es esta ciudad...

--i have come to realize in these last few months that everyone i know is linked to each other and it has created this strange incestuous dynamic that is altogether disturbing. must get out of seattle. at least for a little while.
--why does preetma have such an obsession with lamb and beef gyros that it prompts her to buy one for a complete stranger JUST because he has never had one? THEN he sleeps on our couch? that is number 2 on the people-we-just-met-on-the-street/bars- sleeping at our apartment. weird.
--i have a job interview on friday morning for an event coordinator position with the bureau of education. you plan and organize speaking events for teachers around the states and canada, travel from sunday morning through friday night each week, get paid $2,600 per month and have all expenses paid while traveling AND you get to keep your miles. damn. crossing my fingers. it would be from beginning of october through mid-may. a damn intense 8 months that would be.
--and i thought doro's cock-blocking couldn't get worse. OH YES, it can. while at finn's last night i noticed that jesse's friend was wearing a barcelona-gaudi shirt, so of course (with four beers in me) i go talk to him about spain. turns out his sister studied in cadiz, he knows spanish, and is planning on sailing half the world on a 43 foot boat. oh and did i mention? he has a girlfriend. of course. while talking to him doro comes over, puts his arm on my shoulder and says in his drunken doro voice, "maya, i know you love him, it's ok". then doro and lizzie (and maybe preetma.......) proceed to take pictures of themselves next to me and the guy and making random signs. yeah, fabuluous. no wonder i am single.

:)

this is my first time in odegaard after midnight. wow. there are a lot of people here. i hate libraries. i have an eight page paper to write. by 1 pm tomorrow.

on a second note, my sister is incredibly talented. she wrote her own piece called "yesterday", a duet for violin and cello. i guess we know where the musical talent went to in the family. and i got the grammar skills. listening her brought tears to my eyes..ahhh keeks is growing up.....

i got an email from two family friends in geneva. they cc an email to a friend who is half polish/latino. they said they should introduce us. hmm i think they are playing matchmaker....

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh almost doneeeeeeeeeeeeee

ahh, i hate it when my inbox is flooded with emails sent out to the class list serve instead of the prof. this was one guys response to the class complaining about this problem. boy did he take it a little too far.....


From: Nicholas David Throm <thromn@u.washington.edu>
Reply-To: Class Discussion List <ess101a_sp05@u.washington.edu>
To: Class Discussion List <ess101a_sp05@u.washington.edu>
Subject: [Ess101a_sp05] Stop using the listserve for your stupid problems
Attention all of you dipshits that think that i give a fuck about your stupid
little problems: i dont. and niether does anyone else in this class of retards.

if you have a problem, like being a douche and working so you couldnt go on any
fucking field trips, then you should email terry and only terry, not the entire
class. those of you that have been emailing the entire class should rot in hell
for wasting my time and taking up space in my inbox. if you are going to email
the entire class, you should be in need of something real like what time the
final is, not that you have some work problem. the only other reason to email is
to respond to this letter, because i know a few of you are too retarded to take
this like the joke that it is.

in conclusion, bite me, and i hope all of you abusive emailers fail the final.

"I would be thinking of a world worthy of the human species, without
hyper-wealthy and wasteful nations on the one hand and countless
countries
mired
in extreme poverty on the other; a world in which all identities and
cultures
were preserved; a world with justice and solidarity; a world without
plundering,
oppression or wars, where science and technology were at the service of
human
kind; a world where nature was protected and the great throng of people
living
on the planet today could survive, grow and enjoy the spiritual and
material
wealth that talent and labor could create. No need to ask-- I dream of
a world
that the capitalist philosophy will never make possible."

-Castro



i kinda liked this quote, maybe i will get to hang out with castro this september. yay, lushy said she would go with me...

yay for:
random parties with random people you know/know of
meeting random people who are very intriguing
being able to do half of monday's cross word ALL BY MYSELF :)
preetma hopefully living here this summer
smoking the hookah
very nice foreign friends offering to take your work shift, thus saving your ass
being able to get by in my LSJ class and i have only been to lecture three times

nay for:
attractive guys who have girlfriends
having to work at 6am friday morning
being extremely stressed at the moment
feeling like i have no time to hang out with/catch up with friends
taking my geology midterm this wednesday--all i do in lecture is the cross word

gah, at least it's cinco de maya soon :)

everyone, check out the facebook, there actually IS a SUNSPLASH music fest and it is happening on may 6th and 7th at some frat and guess who is playing?? ohh yeah...our good old friends from college inn...

WALK THE PLANK

oh and one of the guys is in shawn's class. he smiled at me.

things that make me happy:
meeting random people who then sleep on your floor
keelay taking a bath while drunk at 3am
conversations in spanish
hummus
talking with the girls in my human rights seminar

things that make me sad:
hearing alex's view on black people
people who have no motivation in life

things that make me sad and happy at the same time:
talking to my host mom and host sister on the phone

i got back from the emigrant and saw that the pope's funeral was on tv. i knew that my host mom would be awake watching it (it was 9:30am) so i called her and talked for awhile. now i realize why i don't make the effort to call them as much. it's too damn hard 'cause it makes me end up missing them SO much. my dad mentioned to my mom how he thought i just wasn't as sentimental because i didn't call my host family. aside from it being expensive, it's just so hard to call them because it takes me back to last year in cadiz. and yes, i know i talk about it TOO much, but it is hard not to and i find myself trying to stop talking about it, to stop thinking about it. i feel it slowly starting to slip away and i think that is what scares me the most. talking to angelita, i understood everything she said, i haven't lost any spanish, i just have lost a sense of what spain is...what the life is like there. life moves so quickly here that i forget to stop and think sometimes. it's making my head hurt right now. i am happy to be back, but at the same time, i miss so much about spain. i was so relaxed there, i didn't feel inadequate or unproductive when i had nothing to do...i could sit at santa maria and just watch the surfers, or read a book, and i was perfectly content...but then again i don't think i could ever live in cadiz permanently because there are things that i would miss about seattle too much, and just the whole backwardness of cadiz, too many people don't get out of that city...they all have lived there since birth and i feel as though i can't really relate to many gaditanos. but i do miss garbanzos y acelga, the siesta, tomaring un cafe con leche at woodstock and walking along la caleta listening to headphones before i went to atenas. i know that when i go back to visit it won't be the same...things change, people change, and i have to deal with that. i just wish i didn't have to let these memories go so quickly...

randomness of last night:
1. black guy slapping my ass (repeatedly) and telling me he liked how thick i was around the middle
2. cat fight at all american after this girl knocked another girl off the dancing block
3. kyle taking a bath in our bombing baghdad bathroom while drunk at 3am
4. some dude we just met sleeping on our floor

ahhh yay for drunken nights

i vow to not study at all this quarter...except for trivia night. no more cheating!

I GOT IN!!!! august 22 i will be flying to antigua, guatemala to study genocide for three weeks. and i may possibly stay a night with an indigenous family in the hills of n-eastern guatemala. words cannot describe how incredibly excited i am to have this opportunity...anyone want to spend a couple weeks with me in cuba from september 15 to say september 31??? you know you want to smoke some cubans with fidel...

i now dedicate spring quarter to studying for monday trivia night at finns. i claim the astronomy and baseball categories. this is just one more thing to keep me distracted...i am relying on shawn to motivate me next quarter in LSJ 363...

it sucks to come to the realization that someone you thought was becoming a good friend may not be...i don't put my time and effort into things that i feel won't last...but maybe that's exactly what i did. it's hard to watch someone who you aren't too fond of take your place in a way...and you don't even get a courtesy invite to see a band play somewhere when this certain person knows that music is your therapy/life...i am so glad i paid attention to my brain and not what i was feeling and decided to cut it off...i see the situation much differently now...i deserve way more than that...and i am over that now but feel in some ways used...and now i get to spend a weekend with him...ahhh this is gonna be interesting...

gah i think i have ADD and spend too much time thinking about the future and what i want to do...rather than focusing on what i have in front of me...gah it's already 3pm and i am still in pajamas...so unproductive...

march madness begins

i did the one thing that i told myself i should not do.

fuck.

realizations of the last week:
1. motorcycle rides kick f'in ass. jackson just happened upon some money recently (in other words he has been whoring his body on aurora) so he bought a brand new suzuki that is shiny blue. he drove over to my parent's house and picked me up, so my dad comes walking out and starts commenting on the bike "ohhh so you guys are only going to go 40 mph, riiiight?" ooh we got up to 90 mph on the freeway and made it all the way through mercer island, hehe.
2. i have this boring class that i only go to cause there is this guy i met in it. he is nice, wants to go to law school (it's a human rights class), and is a democrat. all anyone could ask for, no? well today i was walking down the ave and happened upon he and a girl kissing. i mean hello, it's not as though i was expecting anything to happen, but it's always fun to have a potential.
3. i always end up in situations with guys where i am the one who makes them happy, etc, helps them through tough times because "maya, you just make people happy". why is this. i mean, it's not that i don't want to help out, but once they get what they need (comfort, distraction, etc) i am left with not much. sucks.
4. why does everyone have a significant other? moreover, why did i have to see a spitting (i mean SPITTING) image of brad at the citizen cope concert? maybe he has a twin with whom he was separated at birth. a twin who has a ponytail and can DANCE. shiiiit. but yeah, made me kind of miss having a 6'5" guy to hug every once in awhile. enough of that. shit valentines day is soon. non-existent holiday in my life.

today was a beautiful day though and despite a recent nervous breakdown, i am ok. things that make me happy:
1. preetma and hsing ganging up on me, but getting hsing back by finding my own "ray"
2. eating vegetarian food even though i am not a good vegetarian
3. the 6th floor of the paul g allen center/ CSE building
4. the fact that keeks is embarking on her "life-altering" experience today
5. my study abroad plans in guatemala to study the genocide against the maya, my peoples
6. if i were to ever make a porno, preetma and doro have decided it will be named "a night with the maya", i think "a night in the jungle of the maya" would be good. maybe that is too long
7. hummus
8. david ryan harris
9. intellectual conversations with attractive foreign men

PRETTY GIRL:
most girls wish that they had your eyes
boys secretly fantasize
who me?
i'm simply mesmerized by your every word and movement
you are as close as a girl can be
to ideal, but somehow you disagree
the whole world sees perfection
but all you see is room for more improvement
silly girl pretty girl
if you don't see
what a spell your sweet love has cast on me
and i pray that never will this trance be broken
i melt in your mouth when you talk to me
i want to kiss you so slow and sweet
you are the book that i want to read, in braille
cover to cover

discoveries of the day:

1. there is a sports reporter named maya sparks: http://photosouthpro.com/gallery/view_photo.php?set_albumName=Commercial&id=maya_Sparks_x3_8x10_copy

holy shit, she stole my name and my job

2. i hate my brain. why do i have to be a girl. why do i have to always be crushing on someone even if there is nothing there--ie flirting, etc. ahhhhhhhh.

3. why am i always the surrogate girlfriend? why do guys have to have their cake and friggin eat it too? hello dude, you have a girlfriend, why do you always call me, tell me i am so cool and not like other girls who talk about how they are fat, bla bla bla. then you leave out one pertinent fact: you have a girlfriend of three years. THREE.

that is all.

correction.

i do not have bronchitis.

i have a sinus infection. and they put me on antibiotics. and gave me nasal spray.

can't breathe very well, my chest hurts when i take a deep breath.

i'll be out of commission for a little while.

time for the longest nap ever.

dio.

PREETMA, we have internet now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i am sitting at your desk :)

ma and hsing

a wise man once told me "when you have one foot in the past and one in the future, you end up pissing all over the present."

i think i need to take those words to heart because i keep thinking about stuff i want to do in the future, like this:
http://www.artsci.washington.edu/exploration/6.asp

it's a chid exploration seminar which explores human rights abuses in guatemala which left 200,000 peasants dead, most of them mayan farmers. how perfect is this for what i want to go into? shit. now i just have to find $1,900. let the job search begin.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNIE!!!!!!!!!

SAN FRANCISCO (AP) -- "Barry Bonds testified to a grand jury that he used a clear substance and a cream given to him by a trainer who was indicted in a steroid-distribution ring, but said he didn't know they were steroids, the San Francisco Chronicle reported Friday."

c'mon boys, we all know you use steroids.

i think i should milk this car accident for all it's worth and get a massage....my back does hurt though dammit...and hsing's collarbone hurts....

preetma, where have you escaped to? please tell me it isn't odegaard.

while playing soccer this morning (while slightly hungover i might add) i heard someone singing "i like big butts and i cannot lie". so i turn around to find two black men pointing at my ass and singing.

yes.

this really happened.